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Street Rock
04:34
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This place is ancient, this place is way underground
Do you just wanna be heard or do you wanna be found?
Long hair and 1960's vest
A way of living the dream, another hair on your chest
I'm way too old
Stay high you know
I don't even know how you stay awake through this band because
Is someone grabbing you hold? Is someone taking your pulse?
They told us to play rock and/or roll music
The kind that makes you wanna get up and dance
Singing rock and or/roll music
Rock and/or roll music
Give them a night on the town
Singing rock and/or roll music
Will someone just take it ease' when these girls come around
I know you've heard it before, were just waiting to be found
Feels like you're forty years too late
Take some other results, another feast on your plate
I'm way too young
Get high for fun
And don't you want to hear someone else?
Your homies now compare you
Maybe I'm asking too much
I'm sure your dad thinks you're great
They told us to play rock and/or roll music
The kind that makes you wanna get up and dance
Singing rock and or/roll music
Rock and/or roll music
Give them a night on the town
Singing rock and/or roll music
Give them a night on the town
Give them a night on the town
Give them a night on the town
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2. |
Persephone
03:29
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She's a cyclone, whippin' souls
The game is a familiar mans spirit
So maybe you should ride alone
Common sources of a swollen flame
Waitin' 'till your heart stops
Rim shots
Common in this type of game
Don't it seem to go?
She wrote way too fast
I read way too slow
And she had the eyes to justify
The hope left in my heart
But she was far too old
A little less to hold, no
Grease lightning, down the quarter mile
Well, you're a hot whip (whoo!)
Freeze-melt
Any little thing to catch
Your sickness
Don't it seem to go?
She wrote way too fast
I read way too slow
And she had the eyes to justify
The hope left in my heart
But she was far too old
A little less to hold, no
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Numb
03:51
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Act like a piece of cover
An empty church on a highway
Sacred steel
Somebody lost their mother
To the twelfth floor of a high-rise
Sacred spoke
Secretly
As he collapses in the lawn
He swears "Dear God, I'm older!
Beneath their eyes for way too long
Besides some pain, I feel so numb"
Somebody wants a mother
Who will keep him warm on a cold night
Passing the blame
Trying steel
As he collapses in the lawn
He swears "Dear God, I'm older!
Beneath their eyes for way too long
Besides some pain, I feel so numb"
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Get Back To Life
05:48
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I just want to get back to life
Cut into pieces of just the right size
Bury it in silver and keep it behind
Let it grow up skyward, and reach for the skies
And all that you're looking for can be found
Everything's a garden on fertile ground
And all that your working for might check out
Your heart needs to breathe.
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5. |
Renaissance
04:07
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Tight boot-cut
Low fashion
Believer
Strung out
Hollywood
Don't need you
Big sister
You're real
You're dried in the sun
You're so retro.
Dry fish where water is found
You're so excited, but now you're starting to drown
Just do what you are told
And wait by the lake and don't startle the food
And things will get better for you
Hung
Upright
No Excuse
Excuse you
But i'm done
You're not far
But listen:
Intentions are real
You dry in the sun
You're so retro
Dry fish where water is found
You're so excited, but now you're starting to drown
Just do what you are told
And wait by the lake and don't startle the food
And things will get better for you
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Import/Export Thunder Bay, Ontario
Thunder Bay, Toronto, Ottawa. A collective of four different personalities breaking genre barriers while staying true to their goal of writing tonally rich sounds.
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